Taste of Hunger

First Showing.net’s Alex Billington posted a first-anywhere trailer for Steve McQueen‘s Hunger (IFC, sometime in ’09) earlier today. You can tell in an instant that McQueen is a first-rate visual composer. The art of Hunger is not open to question. What is open to question (to nausea-prone middle-class guys like myself who have problems with the idea of being stuck in small prison cells with fecal matter smeared on the walls) is whether or not you want to sit and meditate and tough it out with some IRA guys in a British-run prison for the better part of two hours. Otherwise Hunger is the shit. Photographically, I mean.

No Offense

I read with interest Tom O’Neil‘s salute to Bill Condon and Laurence Mark, the new Oscar show producers whom I know personally and like enormously. Excellent fellows, touch of class, taste buds, cool tuxedos, etc.
Do I agree with O’Neil’s suggestion that Will Smith would be a great choice to host the Oscars? Uhhm…sorry but no. No offense, but to me Smith is Mr. Easy, Mr. Bucks-Up Hah-Hah. He doesn’t exude anything except exuberance, perfect teeth and postivism. He lacks discrimination and is accomodating to a fault — he’ll throw his head back and laugh at anything, radiate positive energy about anything and everything except Saudi terrorists, smile until he dies from old age. He’s the 21st Century Sammy Davis, Jr. All he wants to do is entertain and be loved…zzzzzzzz.